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By that will through the fearful sorrow that made it effective I came into possession of a large property. Your little inheritance, Faithie, goes into your own little purse for private expenditures or charities. But for the present, as it seems to me, Glory has ample means for all that it is well for her to undertake.
What if I don't love you as I ought?" And Paul called her his little oversensitive, conscientious Faithie, and persuaded himself and her that he had no fear that he was quite satisfied. When Mr. Armstrong came to see her, gravely and tenderly wishing her joy, and looked searchingly into her face for the pure content that should be there, she bent her head into her hands, and wept.
Rushleigh which will be very hard to say, but no more so because you will be by to hear it. It is better so. I shall only have to say it once. I am glad you should be with me." "Brave little Faithie!" said Mr. Rushleigh, coming in with hands outstretched. "Not ill, I hope?" "Only tired," Faith answered. "And a little weak, and foolish," as the tears would come, in answer to his cordial words.
"We can trust the strength and love that has protected us always to go with our little maid," said Mr. Carew; "perhaps Kashaqua is the safest person we could find." "We must hope so; but I shall not draw a good breath until she is here again, and tells me Faithie is safe with Priscilla," responded Mrs. Carew. The little household was awake at an early hour the next morning.
But what's the use of asking such a question?" "Because," said Faith, timidly, "I've got a little plan in my head, if you'll only listen to it." "Well, Faithie, I'll listen. What is it?" And then Faith spoke it all out, at once. "That you should give up all your business, father, and let this house, and go to Cross Corners, and live at the farm." Mr. Gartney started to his elbow.
"Wait till to-morrow, Faithie," said Margaret, in the tone of one whom it fatigues to think of an exertion, even for another. "You'll want your box with you, you know; and there isn't time for anything to-night." "I think I ought to go now," answered Faith. "Aunt Henderson never complains for a slight ailment, and she might be ill again, to-night.
Something in her face however, quite unconsciously, bespoke that the world did not lie entirely straight before her, and this catching her father's eye, brought up to him, by an untraceable association, the half-proffered request of his wife. "So you haven't any shoes, Faithie. Is that it?" "None nice enough for a party, father." "And the party is a vital necessity, I suppose. Where is it to be?"
Miss Faithie here is a woman who makes it a principle to go through the world, choosing drumsticks! She's a study; and I set you to finding her out." Last night, as he had told Miss Sampson, the family had been "frightened to death." He had found Faith sitting on the front stairs, at midnight, when he came in at a sudden summons. She was pale and shivering, and caught him nervously by both hands.
"Leave the bread and butter and cold chicken on the table," said she, when the tea things were about to be removed; "and keep the chocolate hot, downstairs. Faithie sit here; and if Miss Sampson comes down by and by, see that she is made comfortable." It was ten o'clock when Miss Sampson came down, and then it was with Dr. Gracie.
Finish your breakfast, Faithie, and run to the garden and bring me in the ripest of the pumpkins; for I must make some cakes for our company." The Carews lived in a log house on a slope of cleared ground running down to the mill-stream. There were no roads, only rough trails, and they had no near neighbors.
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